Bad Boy With A Twist (Yata Misaki K Project Fan Fiction)

Lunch

It's been five mouths, since that mournful December night. Mikoto had decided to get revenge on the king that killed Totsuka.  As HOMRA walked down the sidewalks of the crowded city Mikoto lite a cigaret, he looked to his left side where Izumo was. Then ran his fingers through his fire red hair and  looked to his right where Yata was. We all got the message and separated. 

*

"Ladies first." Yata made way for me to go up the stairs that lead to the roof.

"Screw you." I snapped back, but I still went up the stairs. We had a job to do.  Yata chuckled. He followed me up. When we get to the roof a gust of wind met us, we got in position and waited with skateboard in hand for the go. 

A few minutes later, Yata checked his watch.

"Yata, Akene, it's a go. Move it." Izumo's voice came from the watch. Yata's timer went down. He turned to me.

"Ready?"

"Tch, I was born ready." I smirked. He smirked back. We turned our attention back to the skyscraper that was in front of us.

CRASH!

On our skateboard Yata and I broke through the glass window with our baseball bats. We skated/ landed into a big room with a fancy couch.

"What the hell is going on." one of the men with guns yelled. We skated a half circle to face the man on the couch.

"Are you little brats from HOMRA?!" the man asked annoyed. We didn't respond. Yata flipped his bat around his arms, caught it and then swing it straight at the man on the couched, while I took out the two men with guns.

*

"So this is the guy we're looking for, you see." Izumo was sitting next the the man that was now all bruised up. Blood run down his noes. He was panting hard. Izumo put his arm around the man and showed him a photo on his phone. "Look at the gun his holding. It comes from your place. Any ideas on how he may of had gotten it?"

I tried to take a peak of what the person looked like on the phone, but the sun made it hard to see at the angle I was standing at. I went back to my stance. Izumo leaded toward the man.

"Now relax and just take your time and try to remember." Izumo smirked in a intimating way.  The man clenched his teeth. Sweat drops ran down the man's face.

BOOM!

Dust flew everywhere. Suddenly, a tall silhouette appeared.  When the dust cleared Anna peaked her head out from be hide Mikoto's legs.

"Yo!" Yata, Rikio, me and the other two clansmen bowed.

"You're here a little too early, Mikoto." Izumo informed him. Mikoto didn't say anything. He looked at Izumo and the man.  Anna let go of Mikoto and hurried over to the man on the couch. She pulled out her red marble. She stared at the man thought it. We waited for the results. Anna sighed and put her marble down.

"It says he don't know." she said. All of us sighed.

"Too bad, lets go." Mikoto walked away with his hands in his black coat pockets.

"Ugh, this was a huge waste of time." Yata turned to follow.

"All of this action made me hungry.

"Stupid." I walked a long side of Yata with our bats resting over our shoulders. We all followed Mikoto as he broke through the walls.

When we were at the lobby, Mikoto stopped and turned to face the people that were on the lower leave.

"The Blues are here." Yata smirked.